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Some place west of here, or the big blah blah. both apply (Free verse) by horus8
Last weeks whistle went something like this: tweet, tweet, tweetle-lee. twat, twat twitle-lie. tweet, tweet, twatle-lee. twat, twat, twotle-die. HERE! WE FIND! THE PLUSH-BRAIN! THERE! WE FIND! HER SOFT-CRIME! WITH! SO MUCH! TO CONTEMPLATE! HOW! DOES SHE! EVEN FIND THE TIME!? late night, disco goddess migrain, fogtooth flawless, headlight, real time, drawback hindsight, cut me, no slack. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! freeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! gave up the whistle to pull cord my scream this week, saved up and de-toed my feet the axe on the board goes: whack, whackity, whack. crack, crickity, crack. crack, cra-crack, cra-crack, crickity whack. all night, blood flow, cat call your friends, make up, the mall now day, you sleep, mouth mint pillow case, fruitpicked, transient. She don't pretend too Know all my secrets She don't pretend too Know all my lies She don't get dressed In front of a mirror She wont make love When it is still light She likes to think She's better then they are She'd like to think That thought's not a why under the cover of surreal nostalgia She sells bottles of tears For the predicat's lie. Could you show me? Would you show me? How you do it Could you teach me? Would you teach me? At least just try. I want to try too Be more like she is I'd like to see If I even could I wish she'd teach me How to do that trick I wonder if she Even would bother How would I ask her? Being her brother How could I ask her? Knowing her name. Could you show me? Would you show me? Why you do it Could you teach me? Would you teach me? Please just try. ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! keeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey! ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! peeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! THERE! WE SAW! YOUR MARMALADE THANKS! I KNEW IT! ALL ALONG! HERE'S! A JAR! FOR YOUR PENNY AIM! AND! A KNIFE! TO SPREAD IT All! and the dj goes whoop whoop and the stupid girl's with me and the fat chicks sit silent and the rest is just history.

Up the ladder: Flamin Monkey's
Down the ladder: infector

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Arithmetic Mean: 5.3333335
Weighted score: 5.317525
Overall Rank: 3523
Posted: November 26, 2002 2:49 PM PST; Last modified: November 26, 2002 2:49 PM PST
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Comments:
[0] T'ien @ 217.46.153.143 | 26-Nov-02/3:15 PM | Reply
your a completely moronic idiot arnt you hmm remind me of dark angel
[n/a] Bachus @ 24.126.113.154 > T'ien | 26-Nov-02/3:19 PM | Reply
whatever helps you comb your hair in the morning shovel face.
[7] ==Doylum @ 62.6.72.66 | 26-Nov-02/5:36 PM | Reply
Are you trying to muscle... oh how muscular you are do you wax? sorry sorry ah yes muscle in on my only true forte. ah but i see you havn't quite got the hang ofof the arte of blah quite yet you only used it twice.
Back to those beautiful muscels again. Do you wax you gluteus maximus ass well. i only ask due to my most inconvienient bottom beard, which is home to an mighty army of clingons. perhaps waxing around ones ring is the solution to rid ones self of this most horrid affliction, do you think it may help? is this why you are bare?
[n/a] horus8 @ 24.126.113.154 > ==Doylum | 26-Nov-02/6:52 PM | Reply
first off, i don't need muscle bitch..i have the flow..throw your ass in the pan minus the crisco..what's that i see? some red on your face..i had your old lady last night wearing white lace...she snap my fucking head board..and she stole my bong,the only thing i like about the ho..is she does it all night long...chickity chaw, chickity chaw heres your chicken minus the cole slaw.. dick tease don't sneeze...here's my hanky..wipe your tears..could you please?h
[7] ==Doylum @ 62.6.64.170 > horus8 | 27-Nov-02/7:28 AM | Reply
Is this an answer to my most civil of questions? i don't understand. did someone pull one of your dangle berries this morning?
It can't have been my old dear that was all a sham, she stole my knuckles and wrist bones, turning me into a otpotss, and ran away to the ivory coast with a milanese milch cow.
Whoever stole your bong did you a favour - step inside love los paranoias. here give me that hanky my arse is sore
[n/a] horus8 @ 24.126.113.154 > ==Doylum | 27-Nov-02/8:58 AM | Reply
do you always occupy left field?
[7] ==Doylum @ 213.122.164.219 > horus8 | 27-Nov-02/2:11 PM | Reply
no but i'm a southpaw with conections with posh bit of liverpool
[9] daniella @ 200.61.59.64 | 26-Nov-02/6:33 PM | Reply
i had to sit down to read this, feet dont stop me now. i can hear the two turntables and a microphone....
[9] ecargo @ 67.86.52.60 | 26-Nov-02/6:37 PM | Reply
This is great--one hot hurtle, have a 9 for your labors.
[3] poetandknowit @ 65.101.213.247 | 26-Nov-02/7:05 PM | Reply
Would that not be the ocean Hollywood beat man.
[n/a] <~> @ 67.84.171.10 | 26-Nov-02/7:35 PM | Reply
oh my. left coast strikes back. and makes me smile.
[3] poetandknowit @ 65.101.213.247 > <~> | 26-Nov-02/7:39 PM | Reply
Well, since the Brits are panning the Yanks and the Welsh the Brits and Dolie is panning for gold and urananium in the midland of his own mind, shall we start our own civil war. Like the East coast sucks...how could anyone with sane mind live there?
[n/a] <~> @ 67.84.171.10 > poetandknowit | 26-Nov-02/8:01 PM | Reply
have you not been reading my poems? sanity is furtive, p&k.
besides, you're not west coast, even if you did camp out there. poser. great divide, my eye. you have no coast of your own! ha! why would anyone do that to themself?
[n/a] horus8 @ 24.126.113.154 > <~> | 27-Nov-02/12:02 AM | Reply
to take the focus off of what they're really up to.
[9] INTRANSIT @ 205.188.208.106 | 27-Nov-02/2:32 PM | Reply
....just kickin' here,aint no boot lickin' here...
[0] sooz @ 66.75.115.91 | 28-Nov-02/12:31 AM | Reply
hahahah a dungeon master hahahaha
[n/a] horus8 @ 24.126.113.154 > sooz | 28-Nov-02/1:23 AM | Reply
do you really want so much for me to take the time out of my creative schedule.. to what? dance the tango with someone who can't even square dance..here's some advice.go play with dark angel..see..he knows how to write letter perfect limmericks that posess staying power, not playground cherry drops..that could damage the integrity of your future pen movements..see unlike you..i give credit when credit is due, but your limmerick was wastefull..you took no time..you went for my throat by disrespecting my family, because you thought it would teach me a thing or too about what? my flippiant demeanor? it's called an imagination..most writers have it in spades..which allows them to create characters and situations that go against the moral sinew of society..and at the same time go about their normal lifes...having just raped a girl and kidnapped a child in story, but than put that piece of writing down to sit and eat with a grandmother, or a child for a normal dinner and not start feeling the content out loud or verbally spewing it in the innocents direction..my son and his mother have nothing to do with my crafts here or in the "studio"..i don't care if you make up fictitional characters to bash me with (like i did with uncle phil) but to do what you did was uncalled for, pathetic, and ironically it shows the above average reader that it is actually you who should never have children...because already you have no respect for them or yourself...nor can you seperate the layers between having a good time creatively, with writing, in all good fun..as compared to allowing your sensitive underdeveloped ego to guide your insensitive underdeveloped mind..better luck next time. i truly am sorry for you, but not really..keep up the good work.
[6] dancin_n_da_moonlite @ 205.188.116.135 | 15-Jan-05/4:26 PM | Reply
uhhhhhhh............its interesintg.........and for that........ill be generous.............6
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